i started a kickball team, the first 11 people to respond to my facebook post got a spot. it is a random, silly group, with limited skills. so far team BCBC is 1:1
my friend gabe and i went camping in the sawtooths. the weather was absolutely perfect and there was plenty of time to read and watch water (which i can do for hours)
my mantisisis hatched! i was there for the blessed event, what timing. now they are in my hedges
the girls run to my kitchen door every morning for a handful of grain. they are nothing if not predictable. as soon as i open their coop, they wait until i walk to the house, then run, wobbling back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. throughout the day they come back to the door and cluck cluck cluck until they get a treat. it seems i am good at creating needy little monsters
each day i take a stroll with the pup. for the past year I've been painfully aware of his aging. his eyesight is fading, his hearing is diminished, he sleeps longer, and doesn't get around like he used to. i never used to think about it during our walks, now i can't help it as i watch his little wiggly butt and stiff-legged trot